Like Ruth Windle, a fellow Frome resident (Letters, 21 January), I too have a well-organised home library. This is not down to me but to my sadly late husband, Bob Morris, who had an impeccably ordered mind. So the living room, AKA the great library, houses fiction in alphabetical order according to author’s surname. In the dining room, AKA the lesser library, are biography and autobiography, arranged alphabetically according to subject. Upstairs we find children’s literature alphabetically by author’s surname; otherwise there are humour, travel, history, drinks and drinking, in various parts of the house but not alphabetically – there are limits. My fellow readers will doubtless by now be rolling their eyes while murmuring about control freaks, but all this order means I know where everything is. For example, after a request for Inspector Morse hardbacks from a charity shop that I regularly supply with books, I knew exactly where to find five copies. Marjorie Morris Frome, Somerset